So me and this Black guy at work found out we were both half Jewish and we started exchanging really bad Jew jokes. It's become a running gag. "I'm a Black Jew, so they put me in the back of the oven.", "The doors on the gas chamber were coin operated and no one in my family was willing to pay up.", "Always haggle him down before you steal his bike. If it's under $800 it's not grand theft. I don't need a 3rd strike." Well I was googling myself in preparation for job interviews and one listed nickname was "shekelmancer" I'm like, oh shit. Even though my social media is anonymous, I must have used an email linked to my name to sign up! Well, this is gonna be an awkward interview.
So this strange little (woman?) At my office with blue hair and a nose ring was saying how much "cooler" she was than my buddy because he wears (boring) suit. I couldn't help thinking back to when I was in a punk band. Years ago an old bandmate had just got off tour with Warped and we were discussing how our new band would dress on stage. He was wearing emo skinny jeans to let you know how long ago this is. We all came to the conclusion that pierced noses and dyed hair was so retro we would be a laughing stock. Like the people we're trying to flip off must be dead by now. Most of us had sleeve tats and gauges at that point. It was already passe. I just can't help thinking this woman fell through a time warp. Like maybe her email address ends in @aol.com?
I do well academically. That’s the only thing I do well... getting good grades. And because of this I always try to show it and people think I’m snobbish. Yesterday I worked on a project with a girl, and she said that she feels like she can’t do most of it, and that what should does isn’t good enough. She started asking me questions about the material, and the way I was answering her questions made her feel stupid, like her questions were basic or something, especially because she is in her third year and I’m in my second. I didn’t say anything hurtful but maybe my body language and tone made her feel like that. I guess my frustration was obvious even if my words weren’t hurtful. I ended up doing most of the project, and it was obvious she felt bad about it. Why am I such a bitch!?.
I'm always naked, and I'm not changing for anything
I've always been good at writing and one of my wishes in life is to publish a book one day. The thing I'm not good at, however, is making up stories. Everything I come up with isn't original. Well, there's this one story I have. I made it up as a kid, and whenever I had time to kill (which, given that I have no siblings, happened often) I thought about the story and kept adding to it. I did this for years, until I was a teenager, sometimes even still now that I'm an adult. I created a huge universe that way, the story is original, I've never seen something like it anywhere, but it has elements from a lot of very popular genres and stories, so it would probably be liked by enough people to make it worth writing down. But this wouldn't be a confession if there wasn't a problem with it, so here it is... some elements of the story aren't suitable for an audience. Partly because it simply doesn't make any sense for anyone but me - and I'm not talking about a few plot developments here, I'm talking about something that's the base for the whole story and that I only kept in the story over the years because in my head it doesn't matter if it makes no sense. And partly it's very personal stuff that I'd never want anyone to associate with me (let's just say a lot of people would recognise themselves in the story in a way that wouldn't be beneficial for anyone). The solution for this problem sounds simple; just change the story! And yes, I could. But I don't want to. It's probably a stupid nostalgic thing, but ripping out this huge plot base, and even taking out only a few minor details here and there, feels like ripping the head off your favourite teddy bear or seeing a horrible movie adaptation of your favourite book. You know that they had to change some bits for the movie and you know that those who never read the book love the movie, but it is so WRONG. To put it in a nutshell, I can either not write the book and live my life knowing that I possibly wasted my only chance to fulfil a dream, or I write it and feel like I sold my soul to the devil to fulfil said dream. Which is worse?
I'm so happy that I get GPA above 3.5 . I hope I can improve it soon. Aamiin. Wish me luck!
just wanted to share that I have finally decided to to give law school a shot. i will take the philsat this coming September and start preparing next month. hopefully going to law school will help me find direction in life. atm I am so clueless and struggling
My boyfriend and I were in a long distance relationship from July - December 2016. When I saw him at Thanksgiving, he said I looked even more beautiful than before. He noticed I put on some weight and was happy about it. He's a big guy and said I was so petite before, he thought he'd crush me. That really made me happy. Especially since I just weighed myself and realized how much heavier I really was. But now, I don't want to be so heavy. According to my BMI I'm "very obese". Diabetes also runs on both sides of my family. I've started working out at home. I either work out before my boyfriend wakes up or after he goes to bed. I'm on day 4 of my 30 day challenge, but I haven't told my boyfriend yet. The goal isn't really to get skinny. I just want to get healthier. I want to be able to do a situp and get all the way up. If I go to a doctor and get asked if I exercise, I want to tell the truth without embarrassment. If I lose some weight in my belly area, that'll be a nice bonus.
boys has time to help his friends with school work but don't have time to help me with my school work. should I feel bad?
hrngh. colonel, im trying to sneak around; but im dummy thicc and the clap from my ass cheeks keeps alerting the guards.